You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1700: The Most Basic Trust

Joyce wrapped one hand around his neck and placed the other on his handsface, her slender fingers tracing his strong

features.

The living room was dimly lit, accentuating his exceptional elegance.

"Did you expect to encounter so many things when you returned to Khebury?" she asked softly. "Don't worry too much. I'm just

speculating. Maybe it's just a coincidence and has nothing to do with us."

Luther caught her small hand and pressed his nose against it, almost touching her. "If you keep touchinglike that, | won't be

able to control myself."

She chuckled softly, "What will happen if you can't control yourself?"

Pulling him down, she took the initiative to kiss his razor-sharp lips. "Like this?"

Luther was momentarily stunned but quickly shifted from being passive to active. "You've been influenced by bad things."

He wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her onto his lap, and their long, passionate kiss lasted for a long time, until both

were breathless.

Embracing each other, she nestled in his arms, feeling his heart pounding strongly, beat after beat.

Luther gently caressed her, his hand coming to rest on her small abdomen, covering it gently, silently feeling.

Lately, he had been restraining himself because he had noticed changes in her body.

During their kiss just now, he didn't make any more intrusive moves. He feared that his excitement would harm her and the baby.

Although the intense heat surged within him, having her in his arms was already enough.

Joyce looked down at her slightly rounded belly, which was not noticeable when she wore loose clothing. She placed her hand on

top of his.

"This is our first tfeeling them grow together," she said softly.

Luther paused for a moment. Yes, Anderson and Alisha's births were moments he and Joyce couldn't experience and accompany. It

had always been his biggest regret. But this time, could he really do it? His eyes darkened, and his expression gradually grew

gloomy.

Joyce noticed Luther's change in mood and lifted her head to ask, "I didn't mean to blyou. Don't overthink. I've long since let

go of the past."

She silently added in her heart. When he took the unknown drug from Otis, when he was stabbed in the abdomen and lost a lot of

blood, when his life was in danger, she only blamed herself for not forgiving him earlier and missed those years they could have

spent together.

Luther softly replied, "I'm not overthinking."

However, her tolerance and love eased his low spirits to a large extent.

Suddenly, his eyes brightened, and he seemed to ignite with excitement. "They moved, they moved!"

His hand, resting on her belly, felt a slight movement.

"How is that possible? It's still early, right?" Joyce knew he was referring to fetal movements. But she had asked the doctor, and

fetal movements were usually meaningful after 28 weeks. However, fetal movements could start between the 18th and 20th week

of pregnancy. She hadn't reached 18 weeks yet. But the doctor had also mentioned that for ssensitive people, feeling fetal

movements at 14 weeks was possible.

"It's true," Luther exclaimed excitedly, his voice trembling.

"They moved again, they moved again!" he exclaimed, just now he had been a bit uncertain himself. After all, he had never

experienced fetal movements before. But this time, he truly felt the faint movements.

It was like a small sprout gently pushing against his palm.

This feeling melted his heart.

"Really? Letfeel too."

Joyce anxiously moved his hand away. She herself had never felt fetal movements. Thinking back over the past few days, she did

feel a rolling sensation in her belly. She had always thought it was an upset stomach, but it turned out to be the precursor to fetal

movements.

Luther moved his hand away and gently placed it on top of hers. "Here, feel it."

Joyce held her breath and waited patiently.

However, she waited for a long tand still didn't feel any fetal movements. She couldn't help but furrow her brows. "Are you

sure? | didn't feel anything."

"It's impossible. It definitely happened just now. It moved twice, | felt it," Luther insisted.

He held her even tighter. "Wait a little longer. Letcarry you to bed."

He princess-carried her, walking to the bedroom. With a flick of his long legs, he closed the door. Then he placed her gently on the

bed, lying her down.

Joyce always held onto his neck and pulled him down to lie on the bed with her.

Nestled in his embrace, she gently stroked her small belly.

Suddenly, she felt it-the faint movement in her belly.

Excitement overwhelmed her, and she couldn't find the words to expressher feelings. Her voice got caught in her throat. It was

real, it was fetal movement!

Luther saw her face light up and quickly asked, "Did you feel it?"

Joyce nodded excitedly. "Yes, they moved again. Oh my, they moved once more!"

Luther gently removed her hand and caressed her abdomen. "My little ones, how mischievous you are."

Leaning down, he pressed his cheek against her belly, feeling the warmth in this intimate moment.

"You have to be good, don't trouble your mommy. She's working so hard." He pointed at her belly, his eyes filled with tenderness.

Joyce chuckled.

She pushed him playfully. "I'm not working that hard. But you, what have you been busy with lately? You've been coming hlate

all the time."

Luther paused, lying on the bed and staring at the ceiling, lost in thought for a moment.

Joyce rested against his chest, one hand encircling his waist. "| was just asking casually. You don't have to answer. | know Alisha's

situation has put a lot of pressure on you. I'll patiently wait for you to givethe results."

Luther reached out and held her hand, his large palm enveloping hers.

He suddenly asked, "No matter what I've done, will you still believe in me?"

Joyce's body stiffened slightly. She remembered the previous twhen she smelled perfon his clothes and found a faint

lipstick mark on his sleeve. Her intuition told her that he had been in contact with other women. And now, with his tone, it was

clear that he was hiding something from her. What exactly was he doing with that other woman, coming hlate repeatedly? If it

was just work-related matters, why didn't he tell her? What was the matter that he deliberately concealed from her?

However, it didn't matter.

She propped herself up and rested her chin on her hand, looking at him seriously.

She made a promise, word by word, "Yes. | promise. No matter what you've done, | will believe in you. We have been through so

much together. This is the most basic trust. | will always stand by your side."

Luther looked at her, his black eyes flickering with gratitude, crossing paths with her gaze.

He suddenly flipped over and pressed her beneath him.

His breathing intensified. "I didn't plan on troubling you. You must be tired today. I'm sorry, | couldn't help myself..."

After speaking, he passionately sealed her lips with his own, his fiery body completely enveloping her.

n and fervor he gave her.

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